sometimes i miss things.

how little this guy used to be.

how blonde my hair was.

how tan i used to be (natural guuurl)

being carefree (and emily)

these girls.

the summer with these two crazy kids.

but in the end, i like who i've become.
missing those things or not, i am who i am.
and i am beginning to be okay in my own skin.

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